C945 He Didn't Say Anything

Young Master Xiao sat down and narrowed the distance between them. "Well, you should have guessed it too..."

When he spoke in a low voice, the voice sounded particularly hoarse, like a slightly rusty wooden guitar. The string was very seductive.

Su Xiaoyu buried her head even lower, and her mind was filled with a bunch of mosaic restricted level pictures. Her chin was almost touching her chest